Who Am I Going to Be Now & Trip Planning

 Location: Hearth of Haynesville RV Park; Mansfield, Louisiana

I'm currently planning a trip that will begin on January 2nd or slightly before since my rent is due on the 2nd. Of course, January trips are really confined to the south unless you want to brave the cold and snow/ice which I don't want to do that. So, my choices are Florida or Mississippi/Alabama or Texas or Arizona/New Mexico. I chose Texas because it feels more like home and that means comfortable. The rough outline of the trip will be to head south, near the town of Sulphur, Louisiana, where I'll visit with my oldest son and his family. While there I'll also make a day trip along the Louisiana Gulf Coast over to Youngsville (about 1 1/2 hours east of Sulphur) to visit with my older and only sister. If you have ever wondered what the Louisiana Gulf Coast/Marshlands look like, you will want to read that future post. After those visits, I'll enter Texas and follow the Texas Gulf Coast down to Corpus Christi before heading inland. I'll make a circle around San Antonio and Austin before heading back to my base camp at Mansfield in early to mid-March. There should be about 20 to 25 campgrounds composed of State Parks and Corps of Engineer Campgrounds. The towing milage will be about 1,700 miles so the distance between campgrounds will average about 100 miles or so. As I start locking down reservations in the next week or two, I'll post about my progress.

This is the preliminary route. I'll firm up the campgrounds with reservations in the next week or so. It is a combination of old familiar places and some that has been on my list for a while. 

My son, Brandon, my grandson Nate and I spent the day exploring Sciport. It was an interesting and learning experience.

After a couple of hours at Sciport and then the Aquarium, we filled our bellies with some nice Mexican food from Pasada's. Good time and good food. 

I've done some routine maintenance on Liberty to get her prepared for the trip. I got her roof sealed up professionally since I didn't want to climb up top. I'll gladly pay a little money to have it done for me. I took care of the main job myself by greasing the bearings on Liberty. It went much easier and quicker than I thought it would. I felt great about getting it done and it only took me two days to physically recover. If you know, you know.

The Trailer Aid did a great job again. If lifted one wheel off the ground so I could grease the bearing using the EZ lube system. If you have a dual axle trailer, you should get one. Be sure to get the Trailer Aid Plus, since that plus gives you the extra inch or so you need. I figure this will be the last time I'll need to do this chore.

A life lesson I learned as a young teenager, surprisingly from a Saturday morning TV show, was, "whenever something major happens to you in your life, whether it is good or bad, you should never ask yourself, 'what is going to happen to me now'. The correct and only question should be 'WHO am I going to be now'. Major life events change who we are. We actually become different people whether we realize it or not. How different depends on how major the life event was and how it affected us. It takes a while for us to adjust to the new us. We gradually improve on the new us to the point where we accept who we are. As you look back over your life you can see different people looking back at you. Perhaps you see the "young and dumb" self before life humbled you. Or the "10 foot tall and bullet-proof" self before you learned there is always someone or something larger than you. The point is that life events change us and those events usually make us look inside ourselves and we re-evaluate who and what we are. The time to process all of this can be either short or long. I plan to get a handle on the new me by the conclusion of the trip. 

This is from Grandparents Day at Nate's school. It was the first one that Kathy wasn't physically at.

Sunrises are messages from God signaling "new beginnings", right?

Ya'll take care of each other. Maybe I'll Cya down the road.

Kathy is now Pain-free and at Peace

 Location: Heart of Haynesville RV Park; Mansfield, Louisiana (Home Base)

I apologize for not making any posts over the last few months. I was attending to my X-Wife as she was hospitalized several times and ultimately passed away on August 26, 2026. I will be writing this post with our grandchildren and their children in mind. Out of everything in the world, her grandchildren were the top of the list of things she loved dearly. Oh, she would always say her love was a tie between everyone in the family, but most suspected and I knew for sure, that her grandchildren were loved by her the most. Our children were a close second and as for me, I was farther down the list. I learned to accept that over the nearly fifty years we knew each other. 

Kathy passed away peacefully after being transferred from a regular hospital room to the in-hospital hospice room. As she took her last breath, she was surrounded by our three children, me and her sister. 

I've mentioned my "memory demons" in previous posts but mine are very, very small compared to the demons Kathy carried from her abusive childhood. I only know what little she talked about over the years and most of the information I now know was only told to me within the last six years. Besides her memory demons she was also plagued by physical demons over the years. I won't go into detail about each, but a simple list would include: heart attack on the back side of the heart, a heart valve replacement, a defibrillator/pacemaker installed in her chest, several artery stents around her heart and in her legs, a massive aorta artery aneurism repair, lung cancer resulting in the lower third of her lung being removed, a "watchman" device installed inside her heart, a barostim device installed in her chest and carotid artery, ischemic colitis, congestive heart failure, close to dialysis due to her kidneys failing, and some that I've forgotten about.

Needless to say, she was in a lot of pain from her medical issues but routinely refused to take anything for the pain except Tylenol. Once her kidneys and liver started being affected, she stopped the Tylenol but still only begrudgingly taking a stronger pain medication now and then. But I would bet any amount of money the grandchildren never knew of her pain even after I began pushing her around in a wheelchair to their events. She didn't want anyone to know what she was going through and that was probably a carryover from her abusive childhood. 

For the twenty-eight years we were married and for the last twelve years of her life, I did everything I could to provide a safe environment for her. I always thought "safety" was worth more to her than anything else I could give her. It was something I don't think she ever fully experienced on a regular basis until our marriage back in 1978. It is my hope she has now found the ultimate peace and safety where she is now.

I will post more information about me, Brandon and the family in upcoming posts. I haven't made a firm decision to continue traveling or not. That decision will be made after the Thanksgiving gathering of the family. 

Sunrises promise "new beginnings", right?

Ya'll take care of each other. Maybe I'll Cya down the road.  

 

Trip Wrap Up and Starlink Update

 Location: Heart of Haynesville RV Park; Mansfield, Louisiana

I made it back to my homebase on Thursday. I cancelled my reservations for a two day stay at Johnson Creek COE campground on Lake O' the Pines. I actually changed my plans as I was driving to the campground. I stopped for gas at an exit on I-20. As I was fueling up, I thought to myself, "Heck, I'm only a couple of hours away from homebase and the forecast calls for thunderstorms during the next week." I quickly checked to see if it was raining at my homebase and when I saw that it wasn't I decided to head there instead of Johnson Creek. That way, I could set up camp at homebase in the dry instead of possible having to do it in a rainstorm on Saturday. Well, yesterday was Saturday and the rains came, so my decision was a good one. This three-week trip is over.

I towed Liberty 766 miles and stayed in seven campgrounds of which, five were COE's and two were National Forests. I was disappointed in both National Forest campgrounds and will not return to them. I was also disappointed in Kimbel Bend COE campground simply because I was invaded by Argentine Ants. The campground warned me of not only the possible ant problem but also the lack of a grass mowing contract. I believe the tall grass is one of the access points the ant used for their invasion. They are all gone now, I whistled "taps" for them a few days ago. The remaining COE's were great, and I would happily return to them.

My Starlink worked well and gave me a strong signal everywhere it was needed except in the heavy wooded campground at Cagle National Forest. It just couldn't penetrate the canopy to receive a strong enough, reliable signal. I also upgraded my Starlink package while on the trip. The upgrade was from $50.00 for 100 Gb of data to $80.00 for 300 Gb. I've never went over the 100 Gb but the increase of $30.00 for an additional 200 Gb seemed like a good deal. I'm still very glad I got the star link a couple of years ago.  

Besides the peaceful solitude of Rayburn Park, the highlights of the trip were the learning about and exploring Washington on the Brazos, the Creation Evidence Museum and the Independent Order of the Oddfellows. 

I was also privileged and honored by witnessing some great sunsets. 

This picture and the next one are from Liberty Hill COE campground on Navarro Mills Lake near Corsicana, Texas.

I'm still undecided if I'll be attending the RV Rally in Goshen, Indiana in August. So, I'm not sure when my next trip will occur. 

Ya'll take care of each other. Maybe I'll Cya down the road.   

Oddfellows and Sunsets

 Location: Liberty Hill Campground (COE); Dawson, Texas. About an hour south of Dallas.

This is my third time to this campground because it seems to be perfectly located on my travels from Central Texas back to Louisiana. I've also been pretty lucky at seeing some descent sunsets here. I had thought my last visit would have been my final one but after leaving I found out about a place that I should have explored. I promised myself I would return. This visit is keeping that promise.

This is serve as the road picture. I think they were harvesting winter wheat, but not sure.

There was one other camper on this peninsula. He was a 75 year-old guy with one leg. He promised his doctor when he lost his leg several years ago that he would go camping by himself when he was 75. The was tent camping in a blow-up tent with a portable A/C unit inside. 

Nice campsite with water/electric. Those two things in the distance are thinking benches.

From the thinking benches looking back toward Freedom and Liberty

These were reclined thinking benches. They were surprisingly comfortable.

I noticed the 75 year-old packing up to leave. That was a surprise because he said he was leaving the same day as me. I walked over and he said his wife had called an their granddaughter had a program the following. This was already late in the afternoon. I thought I may offend him by offering to help his pack up be he was very grateful. He said he could do it himself but that it would take he several hours. I said no problem and we had him on his way in a short-short. 

On my last visit, while exploring the small town of Dawson, I was told about a building that was built by the Independent Order of Oddfellows. I think it was an orphanage, but not sure. I had never heard of that organization, so I did some minor checking into it, but only minor, since I had already moved west. I did learn that the Texas Grand Lodge for the Oddfellows, with a museum, was located in Corsicana, about 30 minutes from the campground. If I had known, I surely would have went. As I promised myself years ago, I returned to explore the Grand Lodge/museum and learn a little more about the organization with the strange name.

The Oddfellows is a fraternal organization whose motto is Friendship, Love, Truth. If you see three interconnected circles with FLT, then it's an old Oddfellows building. By the way, they are not associated with the Masons, Shriners or other such organizations. It was formed in the U.S. in 1819 and grew to over 3,000 lodges throughout the country. One of the things that interested me the most was their work in building and maintaining orphanages. At their peak they ran 62 of them in the U.S. and 72 worldwide. The Grand Lodge of Texas was the Administration building for the local orphanage, school and old folk's home. It included dormitories, classrooms, a dairy, power plant and was an independent school district within Texas. It closed in 1991 after having cared for over 5,500 kids. 

If you're curious like I am, I wondered when orphanages were phased out. Come to find out, the Social Security Act of 1935 provided funding for the Foster Care system. Once that happened, it was only a matter of time before orphanages closed down. The number of kids in Foster Care peaked at about 567,000 in 1999. Currently, it is about 350,000. It's unclear to me which is the better program but since Foster Care is now basically the only show in town, I sure hope someone is vetting the heck out of Foster Care Parents. It is worrisome to hear about rampant fraud in many of the federally funded programs.

The Oddfellows fundamental missions are to "elevated the character of mankind through humanitarian efforts, including visiting the sick, relieving the distressed, burying the dead and educating the orphaned." During my former career, I learned to recognize "weasel words", but I get good vibes from their mission statement. 'Nuff said!!!!

This is a picture in the Oddfellows museum showing how large their facility was in the day. Impressive.

In case you thought they were "warehousing" the orphans, this is a picture of the orphanage. Pretty ornate and fancy, uh?

One of my favorite reasons for traveling is to find and learn about things like the Oddfellows. I considered myself blessed to be able to see and learn things while I still can. I can do that without traveling, but traveling just exposes more things in some great places. If you really want to go down a rabbit hole, google "orphan trains". 

Camping on this peninsula puts you in a good position to see some nice sunsets. Here are two from the first two days here. 

Sunset Day 2

Sunset Day 2

Sunset Day 2

Day 2

Sunset Day 1

Tomorrow is moving day and I'll be headed to another COE campground. It will be my last one before arriving back at my homebase on the 23rd.

Ya'll take care of each other. Maybe I'll Cya down the road. 

 

 

   

Argentine Ant Invasion and Evolution vs Creationism

Location: Kimbel Bend Campground (COE); about an hour southwest of Fort Worth, Texas along the Brazos River

Today is day three of three at this campground. 

Road picture from the edge of the Texas Hill Country

The view from the top of one of the hills. It was a pretty day.

Pre-sunrise on day two. That's the Brazos River in the background.

Sunrise, Day two.

The Corps of Engineers web page warns campers that Argentine Ants are in the area. That area is anything within a 100–150 mile radius of the Dallas/Fort Worth area. I’ve stayed in many COE campgrounds within that range but never had a problem until now. Over the years, I have pictured in my mind that Argentine Ants were giants capable of carrying off small children and animals. Come to find out, they are what I’ve always called “piss ants” or “sugar ants”. They look similar but the difference is how they nest. The Argentine Ant has “super colonies” with hundreds of queens and interconnecting tunnels. This super colony can stretch for many miles. They don’t fight each other, so they just merge colonies into a bigger one. When I arrived at the campground and inspected my campsite, there were not any obvious ant hills. But come to find out, they don’t mound up like normal ants. They nest underground with only scattered hole openings in the area. Apparently, but unknown to me, there was an opening near my campsite. After setting up camp, I sprayed my jacks, power cords, tires and steps with ant spray and thought all was good. On day two I noticed a couple of ant trails inside Liberty, so I put out some Terro Liquid Ant Baits. I’ve had great success with that product and routinely carry some with me. I figured after putting out the baits in the afternoon the ants would be gone by the morning of day three. When I woke up, they were still “snacking” on the Terro, so much so that their dead bodies were clogging up the traps. I put a few new ones out and went outside to see if I could find where they were getting inside. There were two locations. One was the cable from my Starlink to Liberty and two trails leading under Liberty to a weed that was touching her underbelly. I sprayed the heck out of both locations and withing a few hours they were gone from inside. I’ll keep a watch on the outside locations until I leave tomorrow. I plan a stop at Walmart on the way to the next campground. I’ll use it like an ammunition dump and resupply my ant spray and Terro baits. I’ll get some food too. 😊

The Creation Evidence Museum

I came here for one purpose. I had heard about a museum for years from many different people and I wanted to see it for myself. It is the Creation Evidence Museum in Glen Rose, Texas. I didn’t come here to be convinced that evolution is hog wash bulls*#t evil wrong incorrect and creationism is right. I already knew that since I was a teenager. I’ve been to many museums that talk about things from a million years ago but this one talks about things in biblical timelines. That the earth is only about 6,000 years old, not 10's of millions. I’m not going to post a long justification of creationism over evolution but will simply post a couple of things that should make a person go,,,”hmmmm”.

First, footprints that have been found locally, and documented, that have a dinosaur and human together at the same time. Overlapping each other. Evolutionists say that can’t happen because dinosaurs lived a very long time before humans showed up. Evolutionists say the footprints are fake but can’t say how. Remember, the term dinosaur only started being used in the 1850’s, before that they were referred to as dragons. Dragons are mentioned several times in the bible. I wonder why some people started calling them dinosaurs while at the same time saying dragons were a myth. hmmm.

Second, evidence of Noah’s flood is everywhere but often is not recognized. Evolutionists say it took millions of years to produce coal and natural gas from plants that decayed and formed under high pressure. There are things in the museum that bring those thoughts into question. Such as, an iron hammer found inside solid rock, or a metal bowl inside a coal seam, or tall trees standing upright without roots and going through different strata such as limestone and coal of different ages, or a log laying horizontal in a coal strata that is oval shaped because of a huge weight on top of it while the tree was still green. All these things are evidence of a world-wide flood which created the sedimentary layer quickly, not slowly. It also explains how the Grand Canyon was created and what happened to all of the material that was washed out of it. hmmmmm. If ya’ll wonder about such things, this is a place to explore.

This is a replica of a tree that was found standing up and going through to different strata. If it took millions of years for those strata's to form, why didn't the top of the tree rot or erode away.

The museum has one set of only five known sets of Hebrew scrolls documenting Genesis through Malachi. Pretty impressive for such a museum in a small town.

This isn't a replica; it is the original London Hammer. 

The footprint and dinosaur print found locally. It is only one of many found.

Tomorrow is moving day and I'll be returning to a campground I stayed at a couple of years ago. I found out about something that needed exploring but only after I had moved farther west. I said then that I would be back. Tomorrow and for two days afterwards will be that time.

The view out my back window. 

Ya'll take care of each other. Maybe I'll Cya down the road,  

Cow Bridge, Statue Walk and H-E-B

 Location: Airport Beach Campground (COE); Waco, Texas

First, Waco is on my list of "good vibe" places. I guess I need to post that list one of these days. I'll also post the list of places that I expected to be good vibe places but fooled the heck out of me. By the way, a "Wow" place does not mean it's a good vibe place. I don't think I'll post the list of places that were bad vibe, bad ju-ju, jinxed, spooky, haunted, feeling of Rougarou nearby, being hunted, uncomfortable. I won't post that list because to do so gives that side power.

This road pick is a typical road in this part of Texas. I don't remember if it is a Farm to Market or State Highway.

This is my third time in Waco and my second time in this campground. In fact, the campsite I'm in is the same one I was in back in January of 2020. I'll post the addresses to those old posts. Back then I explored the Dr. Pepper Museum, Texas Rangers Museum, Mammoth National Monument and the Old West Suspension Bridge. This time I revisited the Old Suspension Bridge because it was near the Waco Sculpture Zoo.

https://gozatravels.blogspot.com/2020/01/two-so-so-museums-campground-pics.html

https://gozatravels.blogspot.com/2023/03/tornadoes-medicine-and-laundry.html

https://gozatravels.blogspot.com/2023/03/cracker-barrel-exploit-texas-rangers.html

https://gozatravels.blogspot.com/2023/02/civilization-at-waco-texas.html

https://gozatravels.blogspot.com/2020/01/the-waco-bridge-from-old-west.html

That's Freedom and Liberty on the left. Same campsite from 6 years ago. 

Looking back at the campsite while on a walk. That's Liberty just past the dumpster. :)

These shelters were closed. I'm not sure why. They looked to be screened shelters for a tent or gathering. 

The Waco Suspension Bridge, once the longest suspension bridge west of the Mississippi River, was built back in 1870 to cross the Brazos River. Sidenote: as per some locals, it is pronounced Bray-zos not Bra-zos. They made it clear that people who say it the wrong way are usually Yankees. They weren't using the word "Yankee" in the friendly, kidding manner like I do, so I quickly said I was from Louisiana but knew a lot of good Yankees. That ended the conversation. As I walked away, I looked over my shoulder and said, "I'm headed to the walkway along the Bra-zos." At least they laughed. 

Anyway, back to the bridge. Back in 1866, The Waco Bridge Company, was granted a 25-year charter that said no other bridge or ferry could be operated within five miles. So, with that in their pocket, the company build the bridge and started charging a toll. After public outcry about having to pay a toll, the bridge was sold to the county in 1889, and it became a free crossing. It was finally closed to vehicular traffic in 1971, and it became what it is today, a pedestrian crossing and tourist attraction. Apparently, the suspension bridge is also the home to a few homeless people that I saw this morning. None of them were pan-handling, but I started to give one of them some money but before I did, he pulled out a nice smartphone and started scrolling. It was then I decide, he probably was probably living the lifestyle of his choice not in one by circumstance, so I put the money back in my pocket.

"Branding the Brazos" sculptures of life-sized longhorns and cowboys. 

Looking down the centerline of the bridge.

 Waco has done a great job at developing things along the banks of the Brazos River. They have a nice concrete walkway that has some memorials, such as the fallen policemen memorial. It runs for a mile or two. Apparently, it is pretty popular because I saw a couple of dozen people on it at 8:00 this morning. Some were jogging, others just walking. I didn't jog; I came to see the statues of animals called the Waco Sculpture Zoo. It was nice and worth the walk, but I rank it in third place of the other similar statue gardens I've explored. If you're curious, the first place one is in Loveland, Colorado and the second place one is in Wausau, Wisconsin.

Just a couple of the statues along the walkway.

These are positioned like they are walking into the zoo.

I can't remember when the last selfie was taken. But, I couldn't resist this one. In the background is an elephant the "thinker pose" sitting on a thinking bench. Doesn't get much better. 

In my opinion, there are two main things that every visitor to Texas must see to believe. First is Buc-ees (think Texas-sized gas station with super clean bathrooms lots of things to buy and eat). The second is H-E-B grocery store. You can find anything in there and it's reasonable priced and fresh. I made the mistake of going in there hungry on day 2 and came out with $60.00 worth of "ready to cook" meals, some soups and fresh fruit. I wish there was one near my homebase in Louisiana. 

H-E-B also has the cheapest gas in town at $3.80 per gallon. So, on my way back to the campground this morning I was topping off my gas tank in preparation for leaving tomorrow. Just as my gas pump passed $5.00 on the way to $30+, I overheard a young woman tell the cashier, "$5.00 on pump 5". Now that's a sign, uh? Her paying for $5.00 just as my pump passes $5.00. We all know that with the price of gas, $5.00 will only buy you a little less than 1 1/2 gallons. Pump 5 was next to mine. After I finished pumping my gas, I handed her a twenty and said if you need more gas, use this. She refused at first, but when I said, "or use for whatever you need and pay it forward when you can", she looked through her back glass at a child in the car and said thank you as she took the bill. It was the creation of a nice "silent echo", and it seemed as if all was well in the world at that snapshot in time.

Ya'll take care of each other. Maybe I'll Cya down the road.   

Ice Cream, Independence and a President

 Location: Rocky Creek Corps of Engineers Campground on Somerville Lake about 1-1/2 hours northwest of Houston, Texas

Today is day 5 of 5 here at this pretty good COE campground. I'm glad I transferred two days from the National Forest campground to here. It's been a good basecamp to explore the area and a nice, peaceful campground.

Travel picture. Taken between the campground and College Station. I hope she still enjoys them.

Another travel picture because I like solitary trees.

A herd of deer make their home in the campground. They were not very afraid of me and that should worry them. 

That's Freedom and Liberty on the left. The rig on the right belongs to a couple that plans to hit the road later this year. Safe travels to ya'll and enjoy the freedom.

I found a "thinking bench" inside the campground but it hadn't been cleaned in a long time, so I didn't try it out. I did find a nice picnic table in a vacant campsite with a nice view of the water. It was a perfect day with the temp in 70's and about a 10-mph breeze blowing. Note, if you see just a few whitetop on the waves, the wind speed is around 8 to 11 mph. It's funny how some of that old Navy training sticks with you. 

Just like the herd of deer in the campground, there is also a flock of Turkey Buzzards. About an hour or so before I took this picture, I had poured some old bacon grease in that firepit. None of them pecked around in the pit but they knew something was in the area. They visited for about 30 minutes before going on their way. 

I was only able to get one Sunrise due to the weather and overcast. I was disappointed because I chose this campsite because the sun would be rising right out Liberty's door. 

Same sunrise from the picture above. A strong storm system blew through here last night, so I have hopes of getting a nice sunrise in the morning before moving on. 

About a half hour south of here is the town of Brenham, Texas. I'm sure they are known for many things but to me it is Blue Bell Ice Cream. They started out 1907 making butter with the name of the company being Brenham Creamery Company. Four years later they branched out into making ice cream. At that time, their top production was two gallons per day. In 1930 they changed the name to Blue Bell Creameries named after the blue bell wildflowers (not the same as bluebonnets). They kept growing and now sell ice cream in 24 states. You can visit their factory in Brenham and watch from an observation deck as the ice cream is made and packaged. You can't take pictures of that operation so don't look for any here. They do sale a cup of any flavor for $1.00. At first, I thought that was a heck of deal, but then I figured, at 16 cups in a gallon, they were charging $16.00 a gallon. Disillusion took over my body, but you know what,,,I still enjoyed that cup of ice cream.

The second exploration was to town of Washington-on-the-Brazos. First, Brazos is a river that runs from west Texas to the Gulf Coast near Freeport, Texas. The towns claim-to-fame is that it is the location where delegates from around Texas came together to declare their Independence from Mexico. The Texas version of Philadelphia. That was back in 1836. About ten years later, Texas became the 28th state. Some believe that was the ultimate goal of a plot between Sam Houston and Andrew Jackson. Anyway, it all worked out pretty good for everyone except Mexico. Texas has created a nice State Park with tons of information and a place to spend a few hours if you're passing through this part of Texas. One of the things I found interesting was the town of Washington-on-the Brazos was approached by the railroads as they were beginning to install tracks across Texas. The city told the railroad "No thanks, we will continue relying on the two Riverboats that were working on the Brazos". After a few years, they realized they made a dumbass mistake. Note, there is no railroad running through that town today, but the riverboats left more than 150 years ago. 

The entrance to the State Historic Site

This was a re-worked dog-trot style home belonging to a former President of the Republic of Texas. (not Sam Houston)

They have a working farm at the Historic Site with people dressed in the clothes of the time. They also plow the fields using a pair of oxen. 

The third and last exploration was the George H. W. Bush Presidential Library on the Texas A&M campus in College Station, Texas. As with most Presidential Libraries, they paint that President in the best light. Bush Sr., wasn't one of my favorite presidents, but I do respect the Office of the President and the positions he held in our government. Both he and his wife, Barbara, are buried on the library grounds. Side note; they were married for 73 years, making their marriage the longest of any presidential couple. I would rank the library a 4 out of 10. Of the presidential libraries I've been to, Herbert Hoover still ranks in first with a score of about 7 out of 10. Still Bush's library is worth a visit. 

This is the only picture I took of the library. Nothing really caught my interest or my eye while inside.

Tomorrow is moving day and I'll be heading to another COE campground. This will be a return visit, so I hope I don't taint good memories from the first visit.  

Ya'll take care of each other. Maybe I'll Cya down the road.